Only it wasn't the "nice" that was giving me troubles.
well... maybe once. But seriously - soccer coaches of 7 year old girls really should not be so competitive.
I was keeping a secret. Now, at long last I can let the cat out of the bag...
not THAT secret! Oh for crying out loud I'm already a mother of 5 wonderful kids - that can can stay in the bag. Consider that bag knotted and tossed in the river.
Great, now there's going to be hate mail from PETA.
bring it on... I do my part for animals by not owning any... trust me, it's for the best.
Oh, yeah - the secret...
*cue the music*
We're goin' to Disneyyyylaaand...
did you sing that too?
No? Well get back up there and try again because you are obviously need a little pick me up.
As I write this my kids have no idea... none. We're telling them tomorrow. Packing should be fun - I mean, isn't that the best part of the trip???
A little prayer of thanks that I did 97% of the laundry in the house on Wednesday - because today? Today the washing machine broke. Yep... I think last time we planned to go to Disneyland our washer broke too... only it managed to break BEFORE we purchased non-refundable tickets and so we enjoyed a lovely vacation at home scrounging for the last clean clothes until the new washing machine ("the happiest washing machine on earth") could be delivered. Almost as much fun... and without the fear of some creeper dressed as a huge over sized stuffed animal coming up behind us.
Oh wait... we're excited about this really... I mean, I've already packed my Grumpy t-shirt and I'm wearing my Grumpy sun visor even though it's 11:30 at night. Wait, it's daylight savings tonight so let's just call it 12:30am... which makes wearing a sun visor totally acceptable.
I'll take lots of pictures... lots and lots and lots... otherwise all the effort that went into finding color coordinated shirts for my kids will have been wasted. I'll take and share so many pictures that you'll think you were there with us. You may even experience a little nausea after the tea-cups... I know I will. Okay, I won't photograph that.
So many pictures... just none today.
(and if you NEED to get in touch with me for some reason, well... first, it had better be uber stinkin' important if you're going to cut into my Mickey time - and second... oh, there's no second... just message me on twitter... or text me if you're lucky enough to be one of the 17.6 people who have my number...
and trust me, you don't want to know about that 6/10ths of a person who keeps calling... she's right up there with the soccer coach on my "people who are causing me to re-evaluate my 'the meek shall inherit the earth' belief"
don't bother robbing my house - I'm taking all the good stuff with me... leaving behind the busted washing machine and a big attack dog who hasn't been fed in weeks.
oh crap - I already mentioned my dislike of animals... you might believe the "hasn't been fed in weeks" before you believe the "dog" part... and you'd be right...
Instead I'm leaving a lot of clutter right inside the front door... because being sued by my trespassers sounds like a lot of fun - and unfortunately, not as far fetched as you'd think.
Psalms 30:4-5 -- On Singing for Joy
18 hours ago